ok, i know i’ve mentioned more than once that i’ve sort of quit watching tv. except for “sex & the city” re-runs, which are a little annoying because they took out all the nudity and swearing. but i love it just the same and almost always watch unless i’ve seen the episode too many times.
but i haven’t had the tv on more than a couple of times while house/petsitting, but tonight i felt i needed to sit down and watch tv in order to have some bonding time with the dogs.
see, when amy and jim are here, somebody either naps or watches tv or does something involving sprawling on a couch every single day, sometimes a few times a day.
but i haven’t been doing that. i’m not here so often, and when i’m here, i’m sitting at this computer or i’m sleeping. or perhaps eating.
anyway, bonding with dogs. first, i was trying to talk on the phone while sitting on the couch with three dogs, but they kept getting into snarling fights, so i finally had to hang up and yell at the dogs for a while. they didn’t really seem to care so much.
i turned on the tv and began flipping channels and was somewhat dismayed at the lack of anything at all worth watching. at all.
and then, finally, i found beavis-n-butthead.
they were watching a pia zadora music video, where she was in prison.
i can’t tell you how this made my day.
PIA ZADORA. i’d forgotten all about pia zadora. wasn’t she an actress?
and clearly, a singing legend.
the funny thing is, i bet it’d be easier to find a pia zadora record than it is to find my elusive “arthur and celeste.”
i keep giving the dogs rawhide bones and Noodle was sitting there on the couch with two bones.
they love the bones.
i can’t eat anywhere near the dogs because they sit there and stare at me taking every bite, which makes me feel self-conscious. it also makes me feel like i’m starving them, even though i just gave them some treats.
today i was sitting on the floor while Numi was attacking me and i looked over at the fish tank and thought that one of the fish was floating UPSIDE DOWN! i panicked and jumped up and scared Numi. but the fish wasn’t dead after all.
whew.
no dead animals of any kind.
the dogs are all under the computer now, gnawing on their bones.
actually, this evening suddenly all the dogs’ bowls were completely empty.
it must be so difficult to do all the mothering when women are actual mothers with real, live children. i can barely manage to not starve/lose the various animals living here.
it’s funny how not lonely it is, because any room i walk into, there’s another animal. Lemar, a cat, is always lying up against the heat register in the bathroom.
every room, at least one animal.
i tried to take a nap today and there were three to four animals with me at any given time.
napping was pointless because the dogs just kept barking.
this morning i was standing in the kitchen and all of a sudden there was KNOCKING ON THE DINING ROOM DOOR. this leads to the back yard. i was really happy that i was wearing clothes. it was a guy who wanted to read the water meter. i had to take him to the basement where there’s a gate, because there are gates between almost every room in the house, and i demonstrated how he could climb over the gate but he didn’t want to do that but he DID know how to open the gate. i hadn’t mastered that, i hadn’t even thought about it.
people knocking on the back door in the morning.
i let mr. kitty out tonight, and thought “what the hell are you doing, he didn’t come back before and it was very stressful.”
but he came back in, thank god. too cold out there for him.
lots and lots of responsibility this week. i guess i’m ok with the responsibility, at least for one week at a time.
but no more than that, please.
ok then,
wednesday night grace.